Titres les plus populaires de Wendy Waldman
Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Wendy Waldman
Chœurs
Peter Bernstein
Basse
Steve Paietta
Accordéon
Pete Carr
Guitare acoustique
Andrew Gold
Chœurs
Karla Bonoff
Chœurs
David Hood
Basse
Ken Edwards
Guitare électrique
Leland Sklar
Basse
Wilton Felder
Basse
Jesse Ehrlich
Violoncelle
Ray Kelley
Violoncelle
Jim Horn
Saxophone
David Campbell
Direction d’orchestre
Thomas W. Roady
Percussion
Milt Holland
Congas
Kat Hendrikse
Batterie
Michael Botts
Batterie
Roger Hawkins
Batterie
Ron Tutt
Batterie
Russ Kunkel
Batterie
Steve Beers
Batterie
Carmi Simon
Mandoline
Waddy Wachtel
Guitare électrique
Barry Beckett
Orgue
Don Menza
Flûte
Peter Ivers
Harmonica
Chuck Findley
Trompette
Joseph Kelson, Jr.
Cor
Jai Winding
Orgue
Bobbye Porter
Percussion
Emil Richards
Percussion
Joe Porcaro
Percussion
David Foster
Piano
Victor Feldman
Vibraphone
Jimmy Johnson
Guitare rythmique
Craig Hull
Guitare slide
Allan Harshman
Cordes
Charles Veal, Jr.
Cordes
David Speltz
Cordes
Dennis Karmazyn
Cordes
Denyse Buffum
Cordes
Edgar Lustgarten
Cordes
Frederick Seykora
Cordes
Gordon Marron Strings
Cordes
Karen Jones
Cordes
Ken Yerke
Cordes
Linda Rose
Violon
Meyer Rubin
Cordes
Nathan Kaproff
Cordes
Pamela Goldsmith
Cordes
Paul Polivinick
Cordes
RICHARDGreene
Cordes
Robert Dubow
Violon
Ron Strauss
Cordes
Selene Hurford
Cordes
Sheldon Sanov
Cordes
Virginia Majewski
Cordes
Paul Hubinson
Trompette
Maurice Dicterow
Violon
Polly Sweeney
Violon
Bobbye Hall
Percussion
Mike Botts
Batterie
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Wendy Waldman
Composition
Fred Steiner
Arrangement
Peter Bernstein
Arrangement
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Peter Bernstein
Production
Chuck Plotkin
Production
Mike Flicker
Production
Nick Venet
Production
Paroles
There's cryin' in the city
All the people are sad
I heard it way up on the mountain
And where I was living
No food for the children
And the times are so bad
Well, whatever happened to giving
Mama, mend the hole in my coat
Take my guitar off the wall
I've got to go see what I can do
And I hope I'll be back by fall
Summer was a dry one
The wind burned across
And the crows carried off
What was left over
Five nights down in the valley lights burned
The people did not stop
As the damage they try to recover
Oh mama, mend the hole in my coat
Take my guitar off the wall
I've got to go see what I can do
And I hope I'll be back by fall
There's lightning in the mountains
And the wind blows so sweet
That I swear sometimes this must be heaven
Don't look back, don't think about it
Just think about the road beneath your feet
Remember the gift that must be given
Oh mama, mend the hole in my coat
Take my guitar off the wall
I've got to go see what I can do
And I hope I'll be back by fall
Writer(s): Wendy Waldman-parker
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